From their current location, there are footprints in the muddy bank. Some of them have been scuffed by the local wildlife, but they are all roughly the same size and leading in three different directions.
Option 1 - towards the ocean and Limsa Lominsa As they head towards the ocean, the smell of salt grows even stronger. The city is as bustling as ever, with people of all kinds selling their wares.
There is talk of the ongoing war with the Garlean Empire and it isn't surprising to overhear people talking about friends or family who had signed up to help the Grand Companies. Worry is a clear feature in these conversations, but Limsa Lominsa doesn't stop for something like that.
It does, however, grind to a sudden and abrupt halt when the skies suddenly darken and meteors begin to rain over the city. Option 2 - towards the mouth of the river and the surrounding tall cliffs As they follow the path up the river, the sky slowly begins to darken ominously. Red paints the clouds like there a fire in the far distance, smoke and ash turning them black.
Yet, as they step into the valley surrounded by cliffs, there is almost no sign of such foreboding portent. Looking up, there is only a mere sliver of sky visible from between the rocks, and the gentle burbling of the river is peaceful despite it all.
However... what they find is not one but two Rhea'lis, both sitting beside each other by the river's edge, his appearance noticeably younger. Gone is the serious look that is often on his face and the twitches of his tail is noticeably more animated. One Rhea'li sits with his feet in the water, kicking up splashes, while the other Rhea'li has a fishing rod out, staring intently at where the line dips below the water despite the first miqo'te likely scaring off the fish with his actions. Option 3 - towards the group of people in the distance, away from both Limsa Lominsa and the river In the direction perpendicular to the other two routes, one could espy a small group of people with a bit of squinting. They appear to be in quite a heated argument, two in the bright colour of the Yellowjackets while the others are in leather armour.
Yet... approaching them causes the environment to blur and shift to that of a totally different location; Carteneau Flats, in the heat of battle. Garlean footsoldiers and magitek clash with the combined forces of the Grand Companies, explosions from magic and magitek alike resounding in the air. Another soldier dressed in the red of the Maelstrom approach, "You are the reinforcements? Good. We need you to support the flank."
Behind the ancients are several other people, not least of whom include Rhea'li, who is looking up at the red moon hanging low in the sky.
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Option 1 - towards the ocean and Limsa Lominsa
As they head towards the ocean, the smell of salt grows even stronger. The city is as bustling as ever, with people of all kinds selling their wares.
There is talk of the ongoing war with the Garlean Empire and it isn't surprising to overhear people talking about friends or family who had signed up to help the Grand Companies. Worry is a clear feature in these conversations, but Limsa Lominsa doesn't stop for something like that.
It does, however, grind to a sudden and abrupt halt when the skies suddenly darken and meteors begin to rain over the city.
Option 2 - towards the mouth of the river and the surrounding tall cliffs
As they follow the path up the river, the sky slowly begins to darken ominously. Red paints the clouds like there a fire in the far distance, smoke and ash turning them black.
Yet, as they step into the valley surrounded by cliffs, there is almost no sign of such foreboding portent. Looking up, there is only a mere sliver of sky visible from between the rocks, and the gentle burbling of the river is peaceful despite it all.
However... what they find is not one but two Rhea'lis, both sitting beside each other by the river's edge, his appearance noticeably younger. Gone is the serious look that is often on his face and the twitches of his tail is noticeably more animated. One Rhea'li sits with his feet in the water, kicking up splashes, while the other Rhea'li has a fishing rod out, staring intently at where the line dips below the water despite the first miqo'te likely scaring off the fish with his actions.
Option 3 - towards the group of people in the distance, away from both Limsa Lominsa and the river
In the direction perpendicular to the other two routes, one could espy a small group of people with a bit of squinting. They appear to be in quite a heated argument, two in the bright colour of the Yellowjackets while the others are in leather armour.
Yet... approaching them causes the environment to blur and shift to that of a totally different location; Carteneau Flats, in the heat of battle. Garlean footsoldiers and magitek clash with the combined forces of the Grand Companies, explosions from magic and magitek alike resounding in the air. Another soldier dressed in the red of the Maelstrom approach, "You are the reinforcements? Good. We need you to support the flank."
Behind the ancients are several other people, not least of whom include Rhea'li, who is looking up at the red moon hanging low in the sky.